When the last of her detectives was gone for the day, Olivia finished the last of her work and then looked underneath her desk and smiled at Grace lying in exactly the same spot she had left her in four hours ago.
"You can come out now, my baby, it's time to go home. You were such a good girl for me while I was working, I didn't hear you make a single sound. Did you sleep at all?" Olivia asked, making sure that Grace didn't hit her head on the desk as the submissive brunette crawled out from under the desk.
"Yes, Ma'am, I did sleep for a while. I woke up while you were spanking Detective Tamin." Grace replied, standing to her feet and receiving a kiss to her forehead and a loving hug.
"Yes, it does tend to get loud in here when that happens, but she's okay, I let her off easy. Let's go now, and since you were such a good girl we can go out to eat on our way home. Where would you like to go?"
"Can we go to the Pizzeria? Please?" Grace asked hopefully, remembering her manners at the last second.
"If that's what my baby wants, that's what my baby gets." Olivia agreed indulgently.
The Pizzeria was one of the few establishments in New York City that was not a public establishment. The Pizzeria catered specifically to the lifestyle and was off-limits to all others. It was not unusual to see submissives kneeling and being fed by hand, or being hauled to the bathroom for a firm bottom warming, or being taken over their dominant partner's knee right there in the open. When Olivia and Grace arrived and walked up to the desk to request a table, they were already greeted by the obvious sounds of a spanking in progress, and Grace peeked around the corner to see a submissive woman draped over her Master's lap with her pants and panties pulled down to her knees. Her bare bottom was already cherry red, indicating that the spanking had been in progress for a while.
"Be a good girl." Olivia offered a gentle warning in Grace's ear, patting Grace's jean-clad bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am, I will." Grace replied. She had never been punished in public before, and she had no intention of starting now, especially since this dinner date was supposed to be a reward.
It was only a few minutes before their number was called and they were shown to their table. Olivia sat at the table while Grace dropped to her knees at Olivia's feet on a kneeling pad. Grace was not given a menu, and she knew better than to reach for one herself. Olivia ordered for the both of them, and Grace was delighted when Olivia ordered her favorite meal off the menu. By this time, the other submissive woman's spanking was over and she was hauled into the kitchen to apologize for her behavior before the couple left the restaurant. As they left, Grace overheard the dominant man say something to his submissive about soap for dessert, indicating that the woman's punishment wasn't quite over yet.
Olivia and Grace engaged in conversation and laughter while they ate, with Grace being fed by hand as usual, and after their meal was over, Grace was once again delighted when Olivia ordered dessert for her.
About a week later, Grace was dismayed to find herself kneeling in her time-out corner waiting for Olivia to come in. She hoped and prayed that when Olivia came in, she would tell her that a time-out was all the discipline she was going to get. Grace's heart dropped when she heard Olivia's footsteps in the hallway approaching the bedroom. Olivia walked in and was pleased to find Grace kneeling in her corner exactly where she was supposed to be.
"Come here, little one, let's have a talk." Olivia sat down on the bed. Upon hearing her Mistress's voice, Grace turned from the corner and crawled over to kneel at Olivia's feet. Olivia gently took Grace's chin in her hand and forced her young submissive to look up and make eye contact with her, "Do you understand why you had a time-out?"
"Yes, Ma'am, because for the last few days I have been talking back instead of obeying you the first time." Grace admitted.
"What is my rule about obedience?"
"That I am allowed to tell you or ask you anything I want to, but I need to obey you first." Grace recited the rule.
"I've spoken to you about this several times over the last few days, and I've given you multiple chances to correct your behavior on your own, but my words alone don't seem to be having much of an effect, so I'm afraid I'm going to have to be much stricter. Go to the kitchen and bring me the wooden spoon." Olivia ordered.
"Yes, Ma'am." Grace stood to her feet and disappeared down the hall to the kitchen. She quickly returned with tears welling up in her big blue eyes as she handed the wooden implement over to her loving disciplinarian.
"Now come lie down over my lap." Olivia patted her lap. Grace obediently draped herself across Olivia's lap and whimpered upon feeling Olivia pulling down her panties, "Good girl, I'm proud of you. That is first time obedience, you went and got the spoon and you laid over my lap the first time I told you to, even though I know you didn't want to do either of those things. Now I'm going to apply a little motivation to your bottom to help you remember first time obedience in the future, and we are going to spend the rest of this week and probably most of next week training first time obedience into you. For the rest of this week and probably most of next week, I am going to keep the wooden spoon handy at all times. When I give you an order, no matter how random it may seem, you are going to obey me the first time, and if you don't, it's an automatic five spanks with the spoon right then and there. If we happen to be out somewhere in public, you will be brought home immediately to receive your five spanks. After next week, if you've done well and proven that you know how to obey the first time, you will get a reward. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Ma'am, I understand." Grace whimpered.
Olivia raised up her strong right hand and brought it down sharply, quickly followed by another, and another, and another, and another. When Grace's bottom had been painted a healthy shade of pink, Olivia picked up the wooden spoon and brought it down sharply on the tenderized bottom draped over her lap. Grace yelped, but she forced herself to lie obediently still as she began to cry freely. She wasn't sure how she was going to get through the coming days, but she figured that she could start right now by accepting her spanking as gracefully as she possibly could. The young submissive soon began to sob as she lost all track of time, nearly convinced that she was going to be spanked forever as the pain continued to build with no end in sight. Olivia focused on giving her naughty submissive a thorough spanking, ensuring that Grace would be sleeping on her belly that night, and tried to block out Grace's sobbing as she continued to bring down the wooden spoon hard.
"All right, my baby, let's finish up now. Last ten." Olivia assured her sobbing little one.
Grace began to sob harder as the last ten spanks were delivered directly to her tender sit-spots, and finally she gave in and went limp across her Mistress's lap. Olivia tossed the wooden spoon aside and began to lovingly rub Grace's punished bottom to soothe the pain she had just inflicted. Grace gradually became aware that she was no longer being spanked and her sobs of repentance mixed with sobs of relief as she laid across Olivia's lap resting and catching her breath, knowing that she was welcome to lie there for as long as she wanted until she felt like getting up for a cuddle. Grace managed to roll onto her side, but she was too distraught to do much else and she held out an arm toward Olivia, hoping that Olivia would take the hint and just love her.
"My sweet angel, come here, my baby." Olivia gently guided Grace to snuggle into her arms, cuddling the distraught submissive close to her heart and rocking slowly as she continued to lovingly rub Grace's punished bottom, "That's my good girl. It's all over, little one. I know it hurts."
"Please, Ma'am, no more! I'll be good! I'll be good!" Grace sobbed on Olivia's shoulder.
"No more today, my baby. All over for today, I promise. And as long as you remember to obey, there doesn't have to be anymore at all. Do you remember what I said is going to happen for the rest of this week and next week?"
"If I don't obey, I get five spanks. If I obey, I get a reward after next week." Grace choked out.
"That's my good girl. This is not another punishment, my baby, I promise it's just training. You are going to be spending a lot of time practicing first time obedience. It's a good thing, sweetheart, and I promise it isn't going to be as hard as you think right now. I would never, ever just sit back and watch you fail and then spank you for it, I am here to support you and we are going to get through this together." Olivia soothed. When Grace finally stopped crying, Olivia continued to cuddle Grace close to her heart while Grace rested in her arms feeling safe and protected, albeit very sore.
The next three days passed by uneventfully. With her recent spanking still fresh in her mind, Grace was on her best behavior and was careful to obey every order the first time it was given, and Grace was surprised to find that, true to Olivia's word, it wasn't as hard as she thought it was going to be. Olivia's orders were simple, direct, and Olivia was doing everything in her power to set Grace up for success. It wasn't until the fourth day that Grace found herself on the wrong end of the wooden spoon as Olivia tucked her underneath her arm and gave her five sharp spanks. Grace yelped, instantly regretting her decision to question Olivia's order to wash the dishes by hand after dinner instead of putting them in the dishwasher.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!" Grace whimpered, but as quickly as it had started, it was over and Olivia was carefully guiding her upright.
"Now let's try again. Go to the sink and I want you to wash the dishes by hand tonight instead of putting them in the dishwasher." Olivia repeated her instruction.
"Yes, Ma'am." Grace immediately turned to do as she was told, gently rubbing the sting from her bottom.
Olivia hovered nearby as Grace washed the dishes as she had been told, and then upon seeing that Grace had obediently completed her task, she gently took her whimpering submissive into her arms. Olivia could see Grace kicking herself, and she stepped in immediately to stop Grace's thoughts in their tracks.
"You did a beautiful job on the dishes, my baby. I'm so proud of you." Olivia praised, and Grace looked up in confusion.
"But I questioned you." Grace whimpered.
"You did, which is why you got your five spanks I promised, but when you were given the chance to try again, you obeyed me the first time, and that was very, very good. Do you remember when I told you that I don't expect you to be perfect and I don't want you to expect it from yourself either? That still applies even right now during training. Perfection is an impossible goal to achieve, and I will never expect it from you. All I expect is that you give your best effort in everything, and so far you have been doing that. If you keep up this behavior, you are well on your way to earning that reward I promised."
"I'm sorry, Ma'am." Grace sniffled.
"I know, baby, it's all forgiven. Now, let's see a smile on that pretty face." Olivia gently danced her nails on Grace's hip bone, causing Grace to giggle, "That's much better. Now, come along, it's going to be a cold night tonight, so you are going to have a bath and a warm pair of pajamas, and then you can have a cuddle on my lap."